Soft in the arms, delicate and delicate, the new clothes were peeled off, revealing a large piece of delicate skin like frost and snow. As far as the eye saw, I was dazzled, and even the gods couldn't resist the temptation that penetrated into the bones.

Ye Junsheng let out a low roar in his throat, immersed himself in his whole body and mind, used his hands and feet together, and quickly peeled off the two sides of the strips.

Zhao Emei had a pair of jade arms, tightly clasping the man's neck, and the green silk was scattered and hung down indiscriminately. Her cheeks were red, her eyes were misty, and her small mouth was slightly open, exhaling a hint of enthusiasm.

"Junsheng, Junsheng, the candle hasn't been blown out yet......"

But at this time, where does Ye Junsheng still have the kung fu to take care of the candles, there is a bright light, but it is more emotional. The action couldn't help but start to be rude, occupying the commanding heights with both hands, kneading and twisting, as if he was familiar, completely different from the first brother.

-- In my mind, I faintly flipped through some fragments of memories and impressions.

It's just that those fragments have experienced too long, too long, so long that it seems to be a past life and this life, separated by infinite time and space.

Whatever it is......

In a flash, only the purest desires remained.

With both hands, glide over the enchanting mountain terrain until you reach a deep place with lush grass.

"Ahh

Zhao Emei is a virgin, how did he experience such a battle, and let out a groan. The skin of the whole body is white and red, and the charm squirts out from every pore.

Ye Junsheng suddenly straightened his waist, and the spear used a "straight smash Huanglong" without a master, and suddenly felt that he had entered an extremely narrow snake passage, and the soft flesh around him was cramped. I just feel extremely happy.

The Yiren under him snorted and shouted, "Lighter ...... Lighter ......"

Yet at this moment. It can't stop at all. Ye Junsheng slowed down his pace a little at first, and then he looked like a knight who had mastered the art of riding. Waged a campaign.

For a moment, the babbling of the wooden bed, the moaning of the wonderful people, and the heavy panting sound were intertwined, just like the moving symphony.

After about half an hour, the humiliating sound finally slowly stopped, and in the middle of the night, no one whispered.

On the wooden table, the red candles burned out, and the lights went out, leaving only a pool of red tears. Like the white cloth laid on the bed, that proud red.

I don't know when it came, the eastern sky was white.

Ye Junsheng woke up from a strange dream and saw that he was naked and hugging his new wife. Zhao Emei didn't sleep, she looked at herself blankly with a pair of big eyes, and there were vague tear stains in the corners of her eyes.

"What's wrong? You haven't slept all night?"

Zhao Emei shook his head and was silent.

Ye Junsheng is not afraid of him, he knows. For the first time in a woman, she will always have different feelings and perform unusually.

He reached out to caress it, and the tentacles were as warm as jade. I felt it very much, and suddenly I was about to turn over and get on the horse. Keep fighting.

Zhao Emei didn't push, and greeted him enthusiastically. Screaming as much as he wants, he is extremely excited.

Screaming and screaming. Two lines of hot tears slowly flowed, no matter how much I couldn't bear it, I couldn't help it.

Ye Junsheng sensed that something was wrong, and quickly stopped sprinting and looked at her in surprise.

"Junsheng, let's go!"

The words are amazing.

Ye Junsheng frowned: "Emei, what's wrong with you?"

"Let's go, I don't want to, destroy you!"

With a push of both hands, the strength was surprisingly great, and Ye Junsheng was pushed off the bed.

"Plop!"

Ye Junsheng only felt a pain in his forehead, Huo Ran woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that there were mountains and flowing water, where was there a paradise, and where was Zhao Emei?

Himself, clearly in a long pavilion, surrounded by emptiness.

It was dark and early in the morning.

What's going on?

Soon, Ye Junsheng remembered everything - he returned to Jingshi, because he didn't want to squeeze in line to enter the city, so he walked over to this pavilion and prepared to rest for a while. Unexpectedly, he met a village girl, who asked him to drink water, and chattered, and finally took out a painting to show him.

Draw!

The problem lies in that painting.

Obviously, this painting must be a powerful magic weapon, which can make people fall into it at first sight, and fall into a kind of dream territory that is difficult to explain.

So, who is the other party is ready to come out.

Her purpose is even clearer: not to allow herself to participate in the township examination.

"Not good!"

Ye Jun jumped up violently: I have a big dream, I don't know how much time has passed?

At this time, the morning light was faint, and the people who had gotten up early had come to the gate of the capital, waiting in line to open the door.

Ye Junsheng hurriedly found someone to ask.

"Today, August 13, the township test is held, just in Chenshi. ”

The people looked at him like a scholar, and replied with some confusion. Xindao: Could it be that this scholar is stupid in reading, and he even forgot to hold the township test today......

Ye Junsheng was struck by lightning -- today is the day the township examination begins. Dangerous, really dangerous, if you wake up slowly for an hour or two, it will be impossible to catch up with the township test.

For the imperial examination, being late is equivalent to giving up, and if you want to take the exam again, wait for three years.

It's just that in the past few days, I have been in the long pavilion, but others have turned a blind eye, presumably because of the trick of being used.

Mysterious paintings, realistic dreams, and Zhao Emei, several existences are mixed together, just like the allusion says, a sweet dream......

After a long time, Ye Junchang sighed and looked gloomy: At the last moment, Zhao Emei woke himself up, why?

......

Burst!

The Forbidden City, the Imperial Palace, the West Palace, an exquisite palace.

Resplendent and extravagant.

Zhao Emei was lying on the bed, woke up suddenly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned pale.

"Mei'er?"

There was a Taoist aunt sitting in front of the bed, who immediately approached when she saw this and shouted with concern.

This aunt is dignified and beautiful, and she is the village aunt who showed Ye Junsheng the painting. It's just that he has changed his dress, and his temperament is awe-inspiring, and he looks fairy.

Zhao Emei's eyes were dazed, and it took a moment to ease up, and he lowered his head: "Master, I have never been able to pass my own level." ”

Dao Gu sighed: "The wisdom sword is easy to make, and the love thread is difficult to break." This is all providential. ”

"Master, what should I do then?"

Zhao Emei, who has always been cold, actually showed a childlike helpless look, and tears were dotted.

"Let's go back to Mount Emei. ”

"Now?"

Dao Gu glanced at her and said lovingly: "It's up to you to decide whether to go back or not." When I was a teacher, I asked you to go down the mountain, enter the red dust, and walk in the world, so that you could experience and temper and break this love calamity. But I didn't expect it to be on him. ”

Go, or stay?

For a while, Zhao Emei was in a state of confusion. Countless fragments flashed through my mind, especially on the night of the newlywed melon in my dream, a strange feeling of crispiness permeated my body and mind, which could not be faded, and even my body slowly softened uncontrollably. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )